I Got the Bug
©1995 Susan Noyes Anderson, Lollipops
My eyes are all red, and
my nose is all runny.
The words that I say
sound a little bit funny.
My ears are plugged up, and
my throat’s kinda scratchy.
The skin on my cheeks looks
all reddish and patchy.
My forehead is hot,
but I feel kinda cold.
I am really a pitiful
sight to behold.
No big deal, you are thinking,
it’s only the flu.
Just a few days in bed,
and you’ll be good as new.
Lotsa times I’d agree
but this time there’s no way.
This is not my idea of
a happy birthday!
If you liked this poem, you might also enjoy reading Birthday Blues.
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Tags: birthday, children, humor, illness
Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.